Stable Connection

Chapter Ten

 **A/N - Sorry for the long wait guys, I've been super busy :( But here you go, hope you enjoy!!  **

 

Jon’s POV

 

 

            I was dead asleep when I heard a loud crash coming from downstairs and jolted up out of bed; I took a quick look around the apartment but didn’t see anyone there and headed out to look downstairs. It was almost three in the morning and I didn’t figure anyone would be at the farm yet; there were never any animals stored in this barn overnight so that only left two options, either a rodent got in or someone had broke in. I carried the baseball bat close to my side as I silently made my way down the stairs; there were some sounds coming from the tack room below and I did my best to keep to the shadows as I approached not knowing what to expect when I got to the door.

            When I got there the door was closed and the lights were off but I could still hear something moving around in there; I stepped in front of the door and swung it open before reaching over for the light. I was about to raise my bat when I seen a person in there on the floor but I quickly propped it up on the door frame when I realized that it was Lina; she had her hand up shielding the light from her eyes and her other hand held an almost empty bottle of whiskey. Was she drunk? That was a stupid question, of coarse she was. Why else would she be sitting on the floor slumped over with a bottle of liquor in her hands? I walked over and pulled the bottle out of her hands, finding the cap on the floor next to her screwed it back on the top; I set the bottle to the side as I looked around the room to see that there was a table knocked over and stuff all over the floor that I was sure was at one time on top of the table.

“Need a little help?” I asked holding out my hand to her; after a few more seconds of blinking in the light she looked up to me and smiled.

“Yep.” She said before laughing; yeah, she was definitely drunk.

“Come on.” I said holding out my hand again waiting for her to grab it; she latched onto my hand and attempted to stand but only managed to get her ass off the ground for a second before falling down again and breaking out in a fit of laughter.

“Jon?” She asked when she finally stopped laughing.

“Yeah?” I replied trying to steady her so she didn’t fall; she must be wasted if she can’t even hold herself up while sitting and if that almost empty bottle was anything to go off of she was going to be regretting it in the morning.

“I’m drunk.” She said with a frown and I laughed.

“Yeah, I can see that. Come on let’s get you in bed.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her onto the cot before moving to her feet and slipping off her boots.

“You’re naked.” She said pointing at me; I looked down to see that I was just in my boxers from sleeping.

“No, I’m not.” I said with a chuckle before placing her boots by the edge of the cot and picking up the table placing the contents scattered across the floor back on it.

“I don’t mind.” She mumbled rolling on her side as she tried to focus on what I was doing.